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Summary: It's 7 years after Season 6. Buffy's no longer the slayer and Spike has never come back. Sorry not so good with summaries.
Author Notes: It would be great if you could feedback me. It's my very first fanfic so please be nice and thank you to those who have given me feedback. They give me the motivation to continue my story. Sorry about the conversation parts, I'm not so good with that yet. I tried my best though to make this chapter a little longer.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except maybe a few original characters but they're pretty easy to spot.
To Oregano: I wasn't making fun of you.
Chapter Eleven
"Thanks for shopping at Fangfacey books, come back soon!" Willow said with a smile to the couple who just bought some books. When they left, she finally dropped the smile. 'It's all a façade anyway.' Willow thought to herself. It's not as if she wasn't happy about the sale, because she was she was just unhappy about how her life turned out. She had a good job, great friends yet that was it nothing else. She felt as though she lacked something, though if you asked Buffy she'd say someone.
'Buffy's lucky.' Willow thought. 'She's finally moving on.' Willow was truly and genuinely happy that Buffy had found someone new but it wasn't so easy for her. Even though it had been almost eight years, it was still hard for her to think about Tara even more so about her addiction. Thanks to Giles help though, she was able to beat the addiction and now still be able to use magic though not as freely anymore.
"Cling Cling" The little bell on the door sounded to indicate that there was someone new. Willow put her smile back on and turned around to meet the new customer.
"Hi! Welcome to Fangface... OZ?"
"Hey Wills." He greeted. "How've you been?"
"What.. When.. How..?" Willow sputtered. She needed to sit down. She couldn't believe it. He was really there standing in front of hr, still as cool and laid back as ever.
"Will? Are you okay? Do you want some water or something?"
"N-nno. I'm fine now. I was just surprised to see you at all. How did you find me?"
"Buffy."
"Buffy knew you were here and she didn't tell me?"
"No. She only found out today and at first I wasn't going to come here till tomorrow but then Buffy might say something about it if you meet her and I wanted it to be a surprise."
"Well you certainly accomplished that goal. Gosh, what are you doing here?"
"Visiting you at least that's what I was supposed to be doing."
"No, I meant what are you doing here in New York?"
"I live here. Have been for about ten years already."
"Wow, whoever thought of that phrase about the world being such a small place was wrong about this. We've been living in the same city for years and yet we've never met."
"Well, I wasn't here most of the time anyway. I was touring with the band. Still am though."
"Oh, cool. So how is the band.?"
"Well we finished touring and North Star record company signed us on to its label. So now we're in New York recording some tunes."
"Wow, Congratulations."
"Thanks. So enough about me, what about you?"
"Me? Oh you know same old same old."
"No I don't know, I haven't seen you for ten years Will. Last time we met you were still in college. In Sunnydale."
"Well it's a long story, as in a really long story."
"Well I've got the time. Sort of." Oz said as he checked his watch.
"I can't there might be customers coming and I don't want to bore you."
"You bore me? Never."
Willow blushed when he said that. Somehow Oz still made her feel so peaceful and calm yet so happy at the same time. 'How can he be so nice' Willow thought. 'After everything. I picked Tara over him. Oh Tara, god I miss her too. Wait, I can't cry in front of Oz. Damn you brain stop thinking.'
"Will?" Oz said waving a hand in front of her. "Still in there?" he asked.
"Yes, sorry." Willow said.
"What were you thinking about."
"Tara." Willow blurted out. But upon seeing the hurt look on Oz's face she felt so bad. 'Stupid, stupid brain.'
"Oh, Buffy told me about what happened to her. I'm so sorry Will."
"It was a long time ago."
"Well, I should just... go" Oz said dejectedly. "I'll try and visit you again soon." Oz said as he started to leave.
'Oh god, I really hurt him.' Willow thought.
"Oz! Wait!" Willow called.
"Yeah?" Oz said not turning around.
"Well if you're still interested to hear about the things that happened after you left and are free tonight then..."
Oz turned around at this a small smile on his face. "I'll make time for you Will. You know I always will."
"Well, you could pick me up here tonight and... we could get some dinner?"
"Okay, I'll be here at?"
"Seven. Oh no wait better make it seven thirty. I have to go over to Buffy's and help her"
"Why, what's wrong?" Worry creasing his face.
"No, no it's nothing major. She has a date tonight and she asked me to come over and help her so that she'll look good."
"I see. So I'll see you later, bye."
"Bye." Willow called softly.
A/N: I know, I know another short chapter. Now now don't get mad. I just want things to flow smoother. I promise that the next one will be a long one. Scout's honor! (Of course that would only count if I were a scout, or a guy for that matter. Though there are girlscouts. Hmmmm... Okay veering off topic.) Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I know the thank you is getting repetitive but it's my appreciation to you. Oh and thanks to those who just read but didn't review. That's okay, I'm still happy. Believe me though, it's better if you review. I have this habit of putting the name of those who review my stories in the story itself. Isn't that cool? You will be forever immortalized in a fic. Okay maybe it's not that grand but it's still cool. : )
Summary: It's 7 years after Season 6. Buffy's no longer the slayer and Spike has never come back. Sorry not so good with summaries.
Author Notes: It would be great if you could feedback me. It's my very first fanfic so please be nice and thank you to those who have given me feedback. They give me the motivation to continue my story. Sorry about the conversation parts, I'm not so good with that yet. I tried my best though to make this chapter a little longer.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except maybe a few original characters but they're pretty easy to spot.
To Oregano: I wasn't making fun of you.
Chapter Eleven
"Thanks for shopping at Fangfacey books, come back soon!" Willow said with a smile to the couple who just bought some books. When they left, she finally dropped the smile. 'It's all a façade anyway.' Willow thought to herself. It's not as if she wasn't happy about the sale, because she was she was just unhappy about how her life turned out. She had a good job, great friends yet that was it nothing else. She felt as though she lacked something, though if you asked Buffy she'd say someone.
'Buffy's lucky.' Willow thought. 'She's finally moving on.' Willow was truly and genuinely happy that Buffy had found someone new but it wasn't so easy for her. Even though it had been almost eight years, it was still hard for her to think about Tara even more so about her addiction. Thanks to Giles help though, she was able to beat the addiction and now still be able to use magic though not as freely anymore.
"Cling Cling" The little bell on the door sounded to indicate that there was someone new. Willow put her smile back on and turned around to meet the new customer.
"Hi! Welcome to Fangface... OZ?"
"Hey Wills." He greeted. "How've you been?"
"What.. When.. How..?" Willow sputtered. She needed to sit down. She couldn't believe it. He was really there standing in front of hr, still as cool and laid back as ever.
"Will? Are you okay? Do you want some water or something?"
"N-nno. I'm fine now. I was just surprised to see you at all. How did you find me?"
"Buffy."
"Buffy knew you were here and she didn't tell me?"
"No. She only found out today and at first I wasn't going to come here till tomorrow but then Buffy might say something about it if you meet her and I wanted it to be a surprise."
"Well you certainly accomplished that goal. Gosh, what are you doing here?"
"Visiting you at least that's what I was supposed to be doing."
"No, I meant what are you doing here in New York?"
"I live here. Have been for about ten years already."
"Wow, whoever thought of that phrase about the world being such a small place was wrong about this. We've been living in the same city for years and yet we've never met."
"Well, I wasn't here most of the time anyway. I was touring with the band. Still am though."
"Oh, cool. So how is the band.?"
"Well we finished touring and North Star record company signed us on to its label. So now we're in New York recording some tunes."
"Wow, Congratulations."
"Thanks. So enough about me, what about you?"
"Me? Oh you know same old same old."
"No I don't know, I haven't seen you for ten years Will. Last time we met you were still in college. In Sunnydale."
"Well it's a long story, as in a really long story."
"Well I've got the time. Sort of." Oz said as he checked his watch.
"I can't there might be customers coming and I don't want to bore you."
"You bore me? Never."
Willow blushed when he said that. Somehow Oz still made her feel so peaceful and calm yet so happy at the same time. 'How can he be so nice' Willow thought. 'After everything. I picked Tara over him. Oh Tara, god I miss her too. Wait, I can't cry in front of Oz. Damn you brain stop thinking.'
"Will?" Oz said waving a hand in front of her. "Still in there?" he asked.
"Yes, sorry." Willow said.
"What were you thinking about."
"Tara." Willow blurted out. But upon seeing the hurt look on Oz's face she felt so bad. 'Stupid, stupid brain.'
"Oh, Buffy told me about what happened to her. I'm so sorry Will."
"It was a long time ago."
"Well, I should just... go" Oz said dejectedly. "I'll try and visit you again soon." Oz said as he started to leave.
'Oh god, I really hurt him.' Willow thought.
"Oz! Wait!" Willow called.
"Yeah?" Oz said not turning around.
"Well if you're still interested to hear about the things that happened after you left and are free tonight then..."
Oz turned around at this a small smile on his face. "I'll make time for you Will. You know I always will."
"Well, you could pick me up here tonight and... we could get some dinner?"
"Okay, I'll be here at?"
"Seven. Oh no wait better make it seven thirty. I have to go over to Buffy's and help her"
"Why, what's wrong?" Worry creasing his face.
"No, no it's nothing major. She has a date tonight and she asked me to come over and help her so that she'll look good."
"I see. So I'll see you later, bye."
"Bye." Willow called softly.
A/N: I know, I know another short chapter. Now now don't get mad. I just want things to flow smoother. I promise that the next one will be a long one. Scout's honor! (Of course that would only count if I were a scout, or a guy for that matter. Though there are girlscouts. Hmmmm... Okay veering off topic.) Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I know the thank you is getting repetitive but it's my appreciation to you. Oh and thanks to those who just read but didn't review. That's okay, I'm still happy. Believe me though, it's better if you review. I have this habit of putting the name of those who review my stories in the story itself. Isn't that cool? You will be forever immortalized in a fic. Okay maybe it's not that grand but it's still cool. : )